Yuddha Kanda 117.36

She gazed affectionately at the face of her husband, whose countenance was bright like the early morning sun, which she had not seen for long. With the sorrow in her mind dispelled now, her face shone like the bright moon without cloud. ।। इत्यार्षेवाल्मीकीयेश्रीमद्रामायणेआदिकाव्येयुद्धकाण्डेसप्तदशोत्तरशततमस्सर्गः ।। This is the end of one hundred and seventeenth sarga of Yuddha Kanda of the first epic the holy Ramayana composed by sage Valmiki.